Slutty fun with older stranger (f/m)

I saw another poster mention she got off on contact with strangers.

That’s how it started with me.

Feeling bulges on packed buses and pushing against guys while in a line at the airport.

It escalated and I feel like I’ve been out of control for a while now.

I’ve got so many stories I could share on here.

But I’ll start with what happened on Sunday night because it’s still fresh in my mind and I get so horny thinking about it.

Sorry if this is too long! It turns me on telling the whole story.

I went to a local sports bar with my husband to watch game 7 of the NBA finals.

I’m not a huge sports fan but I was happy to get out of the house.

It was pretty busy, but we had a table. I should have realised I was going to get zero attention from my husband.

He spent the entire game fixed on the screen and texting his buddies about the game.

I’d put my makeup on for him as well and slipped on a tight short skirt.

Other guys noticed. I could see the glances darting my way from time to time.

It turned me on. I loved being lusted over and having the power to make a man lose control of his thoughts.

There was one other couple there, on a table across from us. The husband was checking me out as well-which turned me on even more.

He was older. Much older. I’m 31 and he must have been 50-52. Something like that. He was in ok shape. Not much of a looker. But I didn’t care. He was my project for the evening.

He got up and walked to the bar. I announced I was going to get more beer. Hubby grunted back.

I nestled next to older guy at the bar. It was busy and we both had to wait.

My heart was racing as I silently took my hand and brushed it over his pants. Squeezing the outline. He wasn’t hard but it felt big.

He didn”t react. I did it again, this time squeezing his cock harder. I could feel it getting bigger.

He squirmed a little and I could hear him gulp.

The bartender was heading our way. I quickly and carefully grabbed his hand and pushed it up my skirt and against my panties which were getting wet. He hungrily stroked me a couple times before I whipped his hand away.

I ordered our drinks and strutted back to the table.
Older guy glanced my way when he walked back. He was trying to hide his boner.

A quarter later and it was time to step it up. I headed to the bathroom and took my panties off.

I stopped at the bar on the way back. Hubby was oblivious like most of the bar. The game was getting exciting. But older guy was watching me. He downed the rest of his beer, gestured at his empty glass to his wife (she had her back to me) and headed over.

I had already ordered a water and was sipping it through a straw and sitting on a barstool when he sidled next to me.

Our partners were yards away.
My panties were screwed up in my hand. I reached over and palmed them off to him.
He looked down into his hand and his eyes widened.
He stuffed them in his pocket. I swivelled my stool slightly towards him and opened my legs a little.

He found me, sinking one thick finger straight in.

I had to fight not to gasp and let my eyes roll back. Still no one could see what we were doing.
A second finger followed, stretching me.
I wanted to feel his cock. But this was as far as we could take it without being spotted.
I slid off him and walked back with my water.

I waited until the final quarter. All eyes were on the screen as the game was getting close to ending.
I stared over at older guy. After a few seconds he glanced my way. I nodded and then got up and walked to the bathroom, looking over my shoulder to check he was following. He was.
One door led to a corridor where both the mens and womens restrooms were. I’d already worked this out.
it was a small bar. His wife was the only other woman in there.
He followed me in and I led him to a stall and he locked he door behind us.
He hungrily kissed me. His hands groping my breasts as i pulled on his zipper and freed his growing cock. It was big and fat and heavy in my hands. Growing hard as I stroked it while his tongue probed my mouth.
We didn’t have long.
I turned around and leaned over the toilet and hitched up my skirt. I told him to fuck me.
It was the first and only words we uttered.
within seconds I felt that fat cock pushing against me. And in one push it was in. I gasped and a wave of pleasure rushed over me.
the rest is a bit of a blur as he pounded on me. He had a bit of a gut and it slapped against my ass as he thrust in.
I can remember the sound. That and his grunts with each stroke.
He didn’t last long. I could feel he was close and reached back, holding him close. I wanted it in me.
He pushes deeper and i felt the first hot jet of cum fill me and came myself. Tying hard to keep quiet.
I could feel him soften as he slide out. He wiped his cock and pulled up his pants.
He looked at me as reached for the door. Smiled. And he was gone.
By the time I left the bathroom I could feel his cum starting to run down my thigh.

I got back to my table and older guy was gone. The game was over and my husband was waiting, smiling. ‘We won! Ready to go?’ He said.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4pad54/slutty_fun_with_older_stranger_fm